Death's Angel

Chapter 6

I looked at Flynt angrily

"Why would you do that?!" I yelled at him

"You can't go trusting random strangers that drag you into an unknown room! What were you thinking?! You could've been killed or so much worse! Sorry for trying to save you!" He genuinely looked scared for me. I calmed down.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't think of it that way. I should have thought about the consequences of my own actions. I just wanted to know the unknown brother's name." I said softly looking down and rubbing my arm. 

   There are so many questions I still have about the 3 Godly brothers. I, Annah, and Flynt return back to our board game. For a moment it was silent until Annah started cracking small little jokes to cut the tension in the atmosphere. 
   You're probably asking what questions I would've asked. I would've asked more about Death and how he became himself. Is everything as bad as God himself claimed? Oh, I'm so rude for not asking their names! What did God do to make Death and Satan so Angry? Why do I feel such a weird connection to someone I know nothing about? I didn't even know his own name. I got so lost in my thoughts that I look over and my friends are staring at me. 

"Umm, what?" I asked softly.

"What are you thinking about over there?" Annah looked at me concerned.

"I was thinking about De-" 

"Do not finish that name! Do you know what will happen if you use his name?! He's like the boogeyman. He brings so many fears into everyone's heart. Dare to think about him will bring you nightmares." Flynt looked at me so serious.

"Well...I can't stop thinking about him…" I said shyly. 

"AW Flynt look she actually has a crush!"

"What about God?" Flynt looked at me somewhat teasingly.

"I don't even know if I even have a crush on this random stranger I just saw today." 

"You fall way to quick and easy for these guys. Have you even learned to love and accept yourself yet?" Annah looked at me with her arms crossed.

   I'm internally screaming right now. If God even saw my thoughts right now he would rip off my wigs and my halo. Even If anyone heard this conversation right now I would be in so much trouble. Just for me to run out in the middle of a meeting with the 3 Gods. Just talking to that reaper and demon could get me in so much trouble. I feel my heart is dropping so fast and I start panicking.

  "What if Rox finds out I broke so many rules?! I'm such a freaking idiot! I shouldn't be making such a dumb decision." I start breathing heavily and crying uncontrollably. Annah and Flynt hug me tightly and out of the corner of my eye, it looked like Flynt was about to cry. I sit there and trying to regain myself from the current panic attack.
 
"Angeline its okay, Rox is a total jerk. I don't know what anyone even sees in her." Annah said encouraging me. 
    
      Then see a shadow out from under my door. Someone is eavesdropping on the conversation that's when went silent and stare at the door. I think they notice too because I went silent and they both looked at the door. Once the shadow went away I felt relief. We finished our game and everyone went to sleep. 
    
   I had the weirdest dream. I was laying with someone and I was rubbing his forearm. He had the weirdest symbol carved into his arm. He was embracing me with one of his arms. I just kept tracing over the symbol. He was wearing a button-up white shirt and a black vest. I look at his face and it was Death. I sit up gazing at him. 
    My prayer beads hung over his body. Then he ripped my prayer beads off my neck. My dream all a sudden went into slow motion the beads all slowly fell to the floor. He clutched the string and cross. His phantom wings and halo slowly appeared. His action might have said that he hated me but his eyes just looked like he was hurt. His symbol glowed like a fire that's when he crushed the cross then I woke up. 
    What does that dream even mean? Maybe my feelings are just being a roller coaster. I pull my prayer beads out and hold them to my chest. 

"Dear God, I would like to…" I was going to beg for my heavenly father to forgive my sinful dream, but why beg for forgiveness if you're not even sorry.